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My daughter challenged me to write a musical tribute to each of the delistees this year, so here goes.
Hoops was pretty easy once I decided to use the Roy Orbison tune Cryin':
Ry-ay-ay-ay-an Houlihan
Ry-ay-ay-ay-an Houlihan
I think the game
Has gone past you
But it’s true-ue, so true
That we need some more
Of what you brou-ought before
But Ryan, what could we do-oo-oo-oo?
Since you did your knee,
You’ll never be
The same old Ryan, Ryan, Ryan
Ry-ay-ay-ay-an Houlihan
Ry-ay-ay-ay-an Houlihan
Now that you’re gone
From this moment on,
We’ll miss you Ryan,
Ry-ay-ay-ay-an Houlihan
Ry-ay-ay-ay-an Houlihan …
Austin was a bit harder given his lack of senior service, my first thought was a pretty harsh variant on the "Aussie Aussie Aussie Oi Oi Oi" chant, my second "Come On Aussie C'Mon", so in the end I combined them, hope it doesn't come across as harsh:
Juddy's getting kicks like a machine
Yarran’s leaving scorch marks ’çross the green
Eddie’s kicking great goals
And Hammer’s clearing phone poles
And Robbo’s' eyes have got that killer gleam
Mr Walker's playing havoc with their backs
Kreuzer, it's good to see you back
With Armie's slashing runs
We’ve got the pace that stuns
But our tall defenders ought to get the axe
Come on Aussie C’mon C’mon
Come on Aussie C’mon
Duigan has fitted like a glove
And Laidler you’ve simply got to love
Simmo’s slim but such a fighter
So’s Garlett, though he’s lighter
And Gibbs is sublimely gifted from above
Carrots is in there for some grunt
Tbird has settled in up front
Waite can’t get and stay fit
The young guys are not ready yet
So were missing big defenders to be blunt
Come on Aussie C’mon C’mon
Come on Aussie C’mon
Warnock is holding down the ruck
And Tuohy has got the Irish pluck
Hendo‘s showing signs down back
And Jammo he’s nobody’s hack
But with injury they’re having no great luck
Scooter, the veteran is flying
And Ajay is really in there trying
Davies, McInness and White
All too young or too short or too light
The Blues fans with one voice are crying
Come on Aussie C’mon C’mon
Come on Aussie C’mon
But sadly now it has come to pass
Carlton have given Aussie-boy the arse
The Blues can’t now turn to him
To bolster ranks when they’re thin
So now the song is of a different class
Aussie Aussie Aussie Bye Bye Bye
Aussie Bye Aussie Bye
Aussie Aussie Aussie Bye Bye Bye
I wasn't sure how to approach Setatnta, some Irish music perhaps,but then I happened across a website that tries to explain the lyrics to Don McLean's American Pie" and it occurred to me that if the song isn't about Carlos it ought to be. A little tweaking later, and
It wasn’t all that long ago
I can sure remember how the big lug used to make me smile
And I knew that if he took his chance
He would make opponents dance
And that thought kept me happy for a while
But trade week’s silence made me shiver
At the message they might soon deliver
Bad news at his doorstep
He wouldn’t be there for the next step
I remember clearly what I cried
“What about his passion and his pride?”
Something touched me deep inside
The day they committed Setanta-cide
So, bye-bye tall dark and Irish guy
You took the long trip to Australia
To give our game a try
You wore the Navy Blue with honour, passion and pride
I hope the draft finds you another side.
I know a girl who loves the Blues
And I asked her how she took the news
But she just frowned and turned away
And I went down to the Carlton store
Where I’d bought his badges years before
But the man there said they’d boxed them all away
And in Lygon Street some Blues fans screamed
Whilst some were saddened others dreamed
Of premierships that are surely on the way
Now whilst it’s the three men I admire most
The president, list manager and coach
Who chose to relieve you from your post,
I still call it Setanta-cide.
So, bye-bye tall dark and Irish guy
You took the long trip to Australia
To give our game a try
You wore the Navy Blue with honour, passion and pride
I hope the draft finds you another side.
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